<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16366419</id><updated>2009-02-21T15:01:07.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rabid Hamster Chronicles</title><subtitle type='html'>I am rabid, therefore, I bite.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>elyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786843741382605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16366419.post-117501665243911251</id><published>2007-03-28T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T09:55:16.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new beginning ...</title><content type='html'>... and a new blog address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have moved to http://elyxia.wordpress.com, do update your links! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16366419-117501665243911251?l=elyxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/feeds/117501665243911251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16366419&amp;postID=117501665243911251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/117501665243911251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/117501665243911251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-beginning.html' title='A new beginning ...'/><author><name>elyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786843741382605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10722067266963827616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16366419.post-116556358756547407</id><published>2006-12-08T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T15:39:47.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Failure</title><content type='html'>So, I checked my final results today and found that I got 2 B- for my last 2 papers. Which, of course, brought my average way down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 semesters of suffering all ruined by 2 bad exams. And my dreams of finally, at long last, being able to graduate from &lt;em&gt;somewhere&lt;/em&gt; with an A average - shattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so stunned I can't even cry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16366419-116556358756547407?l=elyxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/feeds/116556358756547407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16366419&amp;postID=116556358756547407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/116556358756547407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/116556358756547407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/2006/12/failure.html' title='Failure'/><author><name>elyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786843741382605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10722067266963827616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16366419.post-116464930740236767</id><published>2006-11-28T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T11:16:21.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misery</title><content type='html'>Life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts to be, to feel, unwanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish I didn't care. But fact is, I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ex-colleague of mine killed himself a few weeks back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was single and in his late thirties. He had his whole life ahead of him, but perhaps he felt that there wasn't anything worth living for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being lonely is one of the most miserable feelings in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand why he did it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace, B.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16366419-116464930740236767?l=elyxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/feeds/116464930740236767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16366419&amp;postID=116464930740236767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/116464930740236767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/116464930740236767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/2006/11/misery.html' title='Misery'/><author><name>elyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786843741382605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10722067266963827616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16366419.post-116373774495408154</id><published>2006-11-17T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T12:33:37.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Serenity</title><content type='html'>I just love &lt;a href="http://www.fireflywiki.org/Firefly/Serenity"&gt;Firefly&lt;/a&gt;. What a pity the series was pulled after just one measly season. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niche is dead. Long live the Mass Market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Firefly Theme Song&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my love, take my land &lt;br /&gt;Take me where I cannot stand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care, I'm still free &lt;br /&gt;You can't take the sky from me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me out to the black &lt;br /&gt;Tell them I ain't comin' back &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burn the land and boil the sea &lt;br /&gt;You can't take the sky from me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no place I can be &lt;br /&gt;Since I found Serenity &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you can't take the sky from me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can listen to the themesong &lt;a href="http://www.fireflywiki.org/img/Ballad_of_Serenity.mp3"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fireflywiki.org/img/Logo-Serenity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.fireflywiki.org/img/Logo-Serenity.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, old girl. I'll miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16366419-116373774495408154?l=elyxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/feeds/116373774495408154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16366419&amp;postID=116373774495408154' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/116373774495408154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/116373774495408154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/2006/11/serenity.html' title='Serenity'/><author><name>elyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786843741382605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10722067266963827616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16366419.post-116368100573868159</id><published>2006-11-16T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T20:44:26.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh oh</title><content type='html'>Am I so dead or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never Date a Cancer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsignshouldntyoudatequiz/cancer.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Clingy, emotional, and very private - it's hard to escape a Cancer's clutches.&lt;br /&gt;And while Cancer will want to know everything about you, they're anything but open in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead try dating: Leo, Sagittarius, Gemini, or Aquarius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What Sign Shouldn't You Date?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16366419-116368100573868159?l=elyxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/feeds/116368100573868159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16366419&amp;postID=116368100573868159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/116368100573868159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/116368100573868159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/2006/11/uh-oh.html' title='Uh oh'/><author><name>elyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786843741382605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10722067266963827616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16366419.post-116366097439818976</id><published>2006-11-16T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T15:09:34.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will the real rabid hamster please stand up?</title><content type='html'>It suddenly struck me. All my problems are so "real world" that it scares me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy, I'm turning into one of those faceless, nameless, forgotten beings that you see everyday, trudging along Raffles Place and Orchard Road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I need now is some smart-ass, elitist R****** kid to tell me what a wretched, sorry creature I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I didn't have to deal with all this, haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16366419-116366097439818976?l=elyxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/feeds/116366097439818976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16366419&amp;postID=116366097439818976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/116366097439818976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/116366097439818976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/2006/11/will-real-rabid-hamster-please-stand.html' title='Will the real rabid hamster please stand up?'/><author><name>elyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786843741382605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10722067266963827616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16366419.post-116306106227986919</id><published>2006-11-09T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:31:02.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The peril of phone cameras ...</title><content type='html'>... is that you get trigger happy and take totally pointless pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7617/630/1600/error.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7617/630/200/error.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Electronic sign at the MRT station. Err, methinks they need a hardware upgrade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7617/630/200/baotoday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Justice Bao would flip if he saw this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16366419-116306106227986919?l=elyxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/feeds/116306106227986919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16366419&amp;postID=116306106227986919' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/116306106227986919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/116306106227986919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/2006/11/peril-of-phone-cameras.html' title='The peril of phone cameras ...'/><author><name>elyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786843741382605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10722067266963827616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16366419.post-116291483178986098</id><published>2006-11-07T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T23:53:52.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The stress monster attacks, woe is me!</title><content type='html'>I think I have never gone through so much stress in my life. The other day in the office, my head hurt like nothing I'd felt before, I felt sick to my stomach and I couldn't concentrate at all. I'm going nuts, I tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the guilty parties:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exams:&lt;/strong&gt; Exams the coming Monday and Saturday, and I've hardly started studying. Can't seem to get into the groove, unlike the past few semesters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't help that the exam date was pushed forward by 1 week - AFTER I had booked my leave - and subsequently, I wasn't able to change the leave dates because my colleagues all had prior plans. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Work:&lt;/strong&gt; So many new things to learn! It hurts being the most junior (in terms of years of relevant experience) in the department. It hurts to start all over again, from scratch. It hurts when folks 3 years my junior are 2 grades higher than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I choose to start all over again when I could have had a cushy life in my old job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Job Security:&lt;/strong&gt; Good news - I've been offered a permanent position at my present company. Not-so-good news - At an "entry level graduate" grade.&lt;br /&gt;Damn bad news - At half my current pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. What am I going to live on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loans&lt;/strong&gt; - I suppose I should announce it now: The S.O. and I put down a deposit for a condo in St. Michael's. (Yes, most people don't know where it is, just look it up lah! :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wedding plans yet. I'm happy to stay single for now and the not-so-distant future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a lower pay, how am I going to make the payments for the house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I was dumb to make the purchase before my employment issues had been settled, but sometimes your emotions get the better of you and you make impulse decisions, y'know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let me strike Toto real soon! Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16366419-116291483178986098?l=elyxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/feeds/116291483178986098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16366419&amp;postID=116291483178986098' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/116291483178986098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/116291483178986098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/2006/11/stress-monster-attacks-woe-is-me.html' title='The stress monster attacks, woe is me!'/><author><name>elyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786843741382605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10722067266963827616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16366419.post-116210033428968600</id><published>2006-10-29T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T13:38:54.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back again</title><content type='html'>I forgot to pay the maintenance for my domain elyxia.com, so I figured I'd lost the blog ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I remembered that I still can use the blogspot addy. Haha ... /bish self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the VI party yesterday! Was great fun though most of the folks there didn't know me. Sad. Should socialise more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am now addicted to -&gt; online shopping, plus looking for a corgi puppy! Have written to a couple of breeders in UK and NZ, but none has replied. I read in a forum that overseas breeders don't want to ship their precious brood to Singapore, for fear that (1) we'll chop up the poor darling and use it for food or (2) breed the poor thing in a puppy mill. (I'm sure it was meant tounge in cheek, but that still doesn't solve my problem of not being able to get a puppy from overseas!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16366419-116210033428968600?l=elyxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/feeds/116210033428968600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16366419&amp;postID=116210033428968600' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/116210033428968600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/116210033428968600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/2006/10/back-again.html' title='Back again'/><author><name>elyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786843741382605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10722067266963827616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16366419.post-114477318793000211</id><published>2006-04-12T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T01:04:19.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poop to party poopers</title><content type='html'>There are those who build bridges. There are those that painstakingly maintain and repair them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are those that burn and destroy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are those that would help a child strengthen the walls of his sand castle, help him lay the foundation that would make it strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are those that would cruelly kick the fragile walls down and trample on the ruins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do they find joy in creating misery and causing destruction?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will they only be happy when that is so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But every dog's day will come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what goes around, comes around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Great, now on top of being a spatz, I sound like a kook)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16366419-114477318793000211?l=elyxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/feeds/114477318793000211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16366419&amp;postID=114477318793000211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/114477318793000211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/114477318793000211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/2006/04/poop-to-party-poopers.html' title='Poop to party poopers'/><author><name>elyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786843741382605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10722067266963827616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16366419.post-114477256392871137</id><published>2006-04-12T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T00:22:43.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A social butterfly I'll never be</title><content type='html'>I am such a spatz when it comes to social situations. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met my colleague and his wife during dinner today. I knew that she'd been really ill recently, she'd been hospitalized and he had taken almost a week's leave to be at her bedside. (So sweet!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I asked her how she was, and I wanted to say a bit about how well she looked now, but what came out was "you look happy now".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. It was after work, and she was having dinner with hubby dearest. Of course she should look happy lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idiot hamster! :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16366419-114477256392871137?l=elyxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/feeds/114477256392871137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16366419&amp;postID=114477256392871137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/114477256392871137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/114477256392871137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/2006/04/social-butterfly-ill-never-be_12.html' title='A social butterfly I&apos;ll never be'/><author><name>elyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786843741382605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10722067266963827616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16366419.post-114235532255992771</id><published>2006-03-15T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T00:55:22.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Love of Amélie</title><content type='html'>In a fit of madness, the S.O. and I have decided to name our car Amélie.&lt;br /&gt;(Well, it's our baby, and all babies have names, so there!) :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a silly time thinking of possible names. At first, the S.O. kept on suggesting "garang" names like "Black Adder". Ewww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went along the line of "foxy girls' names" - like "Elvira". Mistress of the Dark (Oooh, so scary). Actually, I was ok with the name, until we surfed to the official Elvira site and saw "&lt;a href="http://www.elvira.com/elviraebay/ebayitems.html"&gt;Elvira's breasts&lt;/a&gt;'' selling on eBay. Needless to say, it was "NO WAY!!" after that. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, we shall be bringing Amélie for a "&lt;a href="http://www.groomworks.com"&gt;spa treatment&lt;/a&gt;" and buying &lt;a href="http://www.diygurus.com"&gt;skincare products&lt;/a&gt; for her delecate exterior. My classmate has promised to bring us to the car spa place once exams are over. I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think that I myself have not gone for a spa treatment in all the years of my life. Bah! The good life kids have nowadays ... :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16366419-114235532255992771?l=elyxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/feeds/114235532255992771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16366419&amp;postID=114235532255992771' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/114235532255992771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/114235532255992771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/2006/03/for-love-of-amlie.html' title='For Love of Amélie'/><author><name>elyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786843741382605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10722067266963827616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16366419.post-114183552564116076</id><published>2006-03-09T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T00:32:05.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Flame!</title><content type='html'>The S.O. and I collected our &lt;a href="http://www.mazda.com.sg/mazda3/3rd/index.html"&gt;zoom-zoom&lt;/a&gt; today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was already ready for collection yesterday, but I persuaded S.O. to delay it till today because (according to the chinese calendar) yesterday was a "xia-xia" (i.e. VERY BAD!) day for those of his zodiac sign. Haha, I am so turning into a superstitous auntie. Save meeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. The collection point was really out of the way @ Pasir Panjang Distripark. When we located the place, we saw lines and lines of cars parked in the open, waiting for their new owners to collect them. Many of the cars were very grimy and I was worried that ours would be too - but lucky for us, our wheels had been stored in a covered warehouse and was spic and span :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our sales exec told us certain distributors couldn't afford a covered warehouse and thus had to rent the cheaper outdoor area for storage. Poor outdoor cars - treated like "2nd-class citizens". Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to drive around SG in our new baby! But gotta get exams out of the way first. 2 more weeks to end of exam, arggh! Must ... perservere ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16366419-114183552564116076?l=elyxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/feeds/114183552564116076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16366419&amp;postID=114183552564116076' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/114183552564116076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/114183552564116076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-new-flame.html' title='My New Flame!'/><author><name>elyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786843741382605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10722067266963827616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16366419.post-114105291877490684</id><published>2006-02-27T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T23:08:39.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the shit hits the fan!</title><content type='html'>Today was a really bad day. Emails kept coming in, and problems started to pile up. I could almost imagine the shit hitting the fan. LOL. I originally planned to leave work at 6pm on the dot so I could go to school and study, but ended up staying until close to 8pm. Sigh :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope things will be better at my new office. The users there are mostly professionals, so working with them should be a pleasantly different experience. Speaking of which, I'm supposed to go meet their Chief later this week for a work discussion. Wah liew, need to meet with their bigshot one ah. So nerve wracking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The saving grace of the day was the S.O. He was at his understanding best today :) He waited patiently for me until I got off work, managed to stop my brooding, and cheered me up by bringing me to my favourite place for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the S.O. - Thank you for being there for me today. Love you for 5 minutes! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16366419-114105291877490684?l=elyxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/feeds/114105291877490684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16366419&amp;postID=114105291877490684' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/114105291877490684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/114105291877490684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/2006/02/and-shit-hits-fan.html' title='And the shit hits the fan!'/><author><name>elyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786843741382605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10722067266963827616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16366419.post-114094017010403966</id><published>2006-02-26T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T15:49:30.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing to see here, move along</title><content type='html'>Have been really busy this month, which explains the lack of posts. I haven't been meeting up with my friends very much, because everyone is busy (and broke!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those that have blogs, I've been reading them regularly - it feels good to keep up with what's happening on their end. Here's quick update on what's up with my life :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be transferred to another department within my organisation from 1st April onwards. Still doing IT stuff, but it's slightly related to my field of study - a small step towards my goal of working in the Finance industry :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part about this transfer is that I FINALLY GET TO WORK NEAR CIVILIZATION!! Wooohooo!! My new office is near City Hall - short walk from MRT, lots of shopping and F&amp;B outlets nearby, and a 5 minute walk from school. And one bus stop away from the uber Lor Mee eating place near Riverwalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A clue on the exact location - it's where Justin (Kerr) used to work :P Kerr, transfer back to your old location leh :P Then I have lunch kakis already. Hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16366419-114094017010403966?l=elyxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/feeds/114094017010403966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16366419&amp;postID=114094017010403966' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/114094017010403966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/114094017010403966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/2006/02/nothing-to-see-here-move-along.html' title='Nothing to see here, move along'/><author><name>elyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786843741382605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10722067266963827616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16366419.post-113880596074995079</id><published>2006-02-01T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T22:59:20.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A word (and a phrase) a day</title><content type='html'>I was leafing through a vendor's proposal today and came across this word: &lt;em&gt;successfulness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first thoughts were that this couldn't be an actual word, but dictionary.com soon proved me wrong:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=successfulness"&gt;Successfulness&lt;/a&gt; - n : the condition of prospering; having good fortune [syn: &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=prosperity"&gt;prosperity&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like quite an auspicious word!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, learn new word already, must use! So I wish all my friends &amp; relatives "Successfulness in the Year of the Dog" :) Let's share a &lt;a href="http://www.pizzahut.com.sg/html/whats_new/index.asp"&gt;Successfulness pizza&lt;/a&gt; and enjoy our new year! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt a new phrase from the S.O. today as well (smart arse that he is): &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cogito_ergo_sum"&gt;Cogito ergo sum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It translates literally (in Latin) to "I think, therefore I am". The full phrase is actually (warning: LONG!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"But I have convinced myself that there is absolutely nothing in the world, no sky, no earth, no minds, no bodies. Does it now follow that I too do not exist? No: if I convinced myself of something [or thought anything at all] then I certainly existed. But there is a deceiver of supreme power and cunning who is deliberately and constantly deceiving me. In that case I too undoubtedly exist, if he is deceiving me; and let him deceive me as much as he can, he will never bring it about that I am nothing so long as I think that I am something. So, after considering everything very thoroughly, I must finally conclude that the proposition, I am, I exist, is necessarily true whenever it is put forward by me or conceived in my mind."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if Descartes is to be believed, if I think, if I am aware of my surroundings - I exist. Ah, the power of thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversely, once I act like a brainless bozo and do things without a second thought and with nary a care about my surroundings - I don't exist? (Actually, this does make sense. e.g. One day, Mr. Someone wanders around aimlessly, walks up a building and saunters off the edge *splat*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. I'm getting lost in a haze of confusion so I shall leave you with this Descartes joke (swiped off Wikipedia):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Descartes is sitting in a bar, having a drink. The bartender asks him if he would like another. "I think not," he says, and vanishes in a puff of logic.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long live smart-arse boyfriends who quote Latin at random and create headaches for their girlfriends :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16366419-113880596074995079?l=elyxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/feeds/113880596074995079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16366419&amp;postID=113880596074995079' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/113880596074995079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/113880596074995079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/2006/02/word-and-phrase-day.html' title='A word (and a phrase) a day'/><author><name>elyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786843741382605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10722067266963827616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16366419.post-113872135694489286</id><published>2006-01-31T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T22:16:31.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weird Meme (Not to be confused with the "Weird Me")</title><content type='html'>Yes, I haven't updated in ages. Have been feeling really tired and uninspired. I blame it on the job &amp; start of the new school term. Haven't had the mood to do many things lately. I guess I'm just going through the motions until something gets me going again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to go to work this afternoon, great way to spend the last afternoon of the CNY holidays :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toyed with the idea of going to the River Hong Bao in the evening, but thought better of it and decided to go for dinner @ Katong instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On hindsight, that was probably the best decision I made today. From the bus, I could see that the place was totally packed! You could see heads bobbing everywhere, and all the seats at the performance area looked to be full. Ugh. I suppose the point of going to the River Hong Bao is to soak up some festive spirit - but the crush of bodies and the smell of B.O. doesn't exactly cut it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to unfinished business. I was tagged by both &lt;a href="http://davienne.blogspot.com"&gt;Davienne&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.vinceli.com/blog"&gt;Vincent&lt;/a&gt; to draw up a list of 5 weird things about myself. Here's my uninspired attempt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have a strong fear of sharp items. I feel slightly ill when I come into close contact with needles, knives, razor blades and the like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fear of sharp items runs so deep that even the dinky little "test pens" that medical staff use to take a blood sample from your finger make me panicky. Ring-pulls (like those on Pringles cans and Bundaberg root beer bottles) make me nervous too, and more often than not I get a friend to open those for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Only &lt;em&gt;flying&lt;/em&gt; bugs scare me. When they're on the ground, I can catch them with my fingers or swipe at them with a newspaper, but once they start flying that's a different story altogether. I have this fear that they'll fly into my ear or nose or something. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I like fire. I used to be quite a firestarter when I was younger. There was tin container in my room (legitimate purpose: for burning mosquito coils) and I used it for my little campfires. Sometimes, I would swipe raw meat from the freezer and cook it over my campfire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, of course I didn't end up eating the meat. I just wanted to see how long it would take to cook the stuff. (I probably got this "cookout" idea from the &lt;em&gt;Beano&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Beezer&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Dandy&lt;/em&gt; magazines from my childhood)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I lose interest in things really fast. Sometimes, I get it in my head that I want to have something (e.g. an iPod, a camera) and start researching madly on which model to get, the best price, places I can get accessories, etc. But once I get my hands on the item, I get bored with it really quickly and it gets chucked to one forgotten, dusty corner. Months later, when I discover the item again, it's likely that the poor thing is a goner from lack of use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This applies to collections as well. I have a 20-30 piece Swatch collection, 3-4 boxes of Beanie Babies, 10-20 Disney beanies ... the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My latest interest is food blogs. I'm reading &lt;a href="http://www.tastingmenu.com/"&gt;http://www.tastingmenu.com/&lt;/a&gt; right now and getting hungrier by the moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I am a pack rat. I get more and more stuff, but I don't throw the old stuff away. So, my poor wardrobe is packed with old, never-again-going-to-be-worn clothes, my room is cluttered with old papers and trinkets, my dresser is stacked with skincare samples and almost-empty bottles of lotion ... you get the idea. I just don't like to throw stuff out, coz you never know when you might need it :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days before CNY, I spent a few hours trying to tidy up my room. 3 huge bags of rubbish later, there was nary a dent in the mess that is my room :P I guess 10 years of rubbish accumulation can't be reversed in a day. Haha. I pity the person who's going to stay with me next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, my current S.O. is also quite a pack rat himself. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takes one to love one, I guess. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16366419-113872135694489286?l=elyxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/feeds/113872135694489286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16366419&amp;postID=113872135694489286' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/113872135694489286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/113872135694489286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/2006/01/weird-meme-not-to-be-confused-with.html' title='The Weird Meme (Not to be confused with the &quot;Weird Me&quot;)'/><author><name>elyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786843741382605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10722067266963827616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16366419.post-113738483367569736</id><published>2006-01-16T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T12:21:22.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting the best deal at the CNY bazaar @ Chinatown</title><content type='html'>The Sunday Times wrote an article on interesting stalls to look out for at the CNY bazaar @ Chinatown, and how the stallowners had been affected by the incessant rain. Hey, I wrote about that too! See, hamsters are good at sniffing out newsworthy matters :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, one thing that caught my eye was a comment by a stallowner, to the effect that "serious buyers" usually came by in the afternoons, and those that came in the evenings were by and large there just to enjoy the festive atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that case, it implies that the best deals are to be had in the evenings, coz the owners know that you're a "non-serious" buyer and will cut their prices a bit more to make you bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversely, they probably will give you smaller discounts (if at all) if you're an afternoon buyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if my logic holds out. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16366419-113738483367569736?l=elyxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/feeds/113738483367569736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16366419&amp;postID=113738483367569736' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/113738483367569736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/113738483367569736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/2006/01/getting-best-deal-at-cny-bazaar.html' title='Getting the best deal at the CNY bazaar @ Chinatown'/><author><name>elyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786843741382605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10722067266963827616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16366419.post-113731056479936491</id><published>2006-01-15T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T15:36:04.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence</title><content type='html'>Here I am, slaving away @ Raffles Place on a beautiful Sunday, trying to earn $ for my HK/TW/SH fund. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raffles Place is really a ghost town on Sundays. Few people, Shops closed, ENTIRE BUILDINGS closed (e.g. Clifford Ctr). The escalators at Change Alley/Caltex House aren't in operation. The exit from the MRT to Clifford Ctr is cordoned off. The air-con in the office is off. (HOT!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like the entire place just shuts down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel as if I'm in the movies: Walking out of my house one day and realising that I'm the only one around. No bustling crowds, no vehicles. The escaltors and lifts don't work. Just stillness. Emptiness. Fear. Despair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm being too dramatic. Back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner party at Chow House today, and meeting S.O. to go to Clarke Quay! I've been lemming for oishii okashi from Meidi-ya for a week now, haha, let's hope I don't spend too much there. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16366419-113731056479936491?l=elyxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/feeds/113731056479936491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16366419&amp;postID=113731056479936491' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/113731056479936491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/113731056479936491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/2006/01/silence.html' title='Silence'/><author><name>elyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786843741382605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10722067266963827616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16366419.post-113725549066468933</id><published>2006-01-14T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T00:20:01.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A bad case of wanderlust</title><content type='html'>It's barely a week since I returned from Hong Kong and already I'm planning for my next trip there. Haha. I love travelling too much for my own (bank account's) good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, this summer I can hit Hong Kong and maybe Taiwan. Shanghai is a consideration too (thanks to a recommendation from the GoonFather). If anyone else is interested, let me know! I'll bring you to all the places that sell trendy, inexpensive clothes in HK - Argyle Centre, Fa Yuen Street, the wholesale markets around Sham Shui Po, factory outlets (Esprit, I.T., Adidas, Nike) , cosmetic &amp; skincare shops around Mongkok &amp;amp; Granville, the trendy shops in Island Beverly, Pedder Street ... the list goes on &amp; on! I'm also now researching the potential buying areas in Taiwan. No boring "cookie-cutter" shopping centres &amp;amp; tourist traps (Ladies' market, temple stree) for my travelmates and I! We go where the good stuff is! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I pride myself on my research, ok? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple more pics from the HK trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7617/630/400/HK06-101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; This was the first pair of boots I bought in HK, only $30! The material is leather-like.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7617/630/400/HK06-103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I couldn't resist this second pair because of the nice suede-like material and the cute fur trimming! The shoes cost just $17. (The pic doesn't do the shoes justice, the color is much nicer than that but I couldn't get a better pic because my room was dark)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Besides these, there was a pair of black chunky boots that I loved, it was what I had been looking for and the height was just nice too! The only problem was the price - it cost around $65 and the material wasn't of the greatest quality. It looked like leather but I suspect it was some synthetic stuff. In the end, I decided not to get them :( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, on to other stuff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My colleagues and I were commenting on the heavy rainfall this January - usually, the monsoon season ends in December, does it not - and how it would affect the CNY "trade fair" vendors in Chinatown. I think these folks hate the rain 100x more than we do. Each day of rain for them = low sales, no profits, loss in terms of rental &amp;amp; labor costs. And it's not as though they can keep their stock past CNY, coz much of their stuff is "nian huo" (festive stuff) such as CNY cookies, yang liu, potted plants, decorations. They either have to do a firehouse sale in the wee hours of CNY eve or chuck out the stuff. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, if you're cheapskate and don't want to pay $1 for yang liu or $0.50 for decorations on CNY eve, go to Chinatown on CNY morning and the throwaways are yours for the picking :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, the (kinda) good news is that, despite the rain, there still seems to be a crowd at Chinatown. My friend &lt;a href="http://www.sheylara.com"&gt;Qiaoyun&lt;/a&gt; mentioned she was there yesterday (Friday) and it was packed. So I guess this will be a happy new year for them too :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16366419-113725549066468933?l=elyxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/feeds/113725549066468933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16366419&amp;postID=113725549066468933' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/113725549066468933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/113725549066468933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/2006/01/bad-case-of-wanderlust.html' title='A bad case of wanderlust'/><author><name>elyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786843741382605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10722067266963827616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16366419.post-113717228251098883</id><published>2006-01-13T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T01:33:54.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rabid adventures in Hong Kong</title><content type='html'>Some pictures from our vacation in Hong Kong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, you'll notice that the Significant Other's face is pixelated - my lame attempt at granting him a bit of privacy. Aiyah. Most of you know who he is, anyway, so ... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7617/630/400/HK06-005.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A huge LV bag! Susu, make Morte buy you a LV this size ok? Mwahahaha! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7617/630/400/HK06-011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The S.O. and I decide to play tourist and visit the Mid-Levels escalators in Central. It's 800m long and is the world's longest covered escalator! Travelling the entire length will take around 20 minutes. By the way, HK folks stand on the right side of the escalator to make way for those in a hurry. Ikut kanan kecuali memontong. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In SG, we stand on the left side. Hey, who makes these escalator rules anyway? o.O&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7617/630/400/HK06-017.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;These dogs remind us of Erwin's 2 adorable ones! Almost the same colors too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7617/630/400/HK06-018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Warning: after taking the escalator up, you'll realise that it only goes &lt;strong&gt;one way&lt;/strong&gt;: which means you'll have to &lt;strong&gt;walk all the way down&lt;/strong&gt; ... o.O&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7617/630/400/HK06-024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We take a tram (only $2 HKD!) to Happy Valley racecourse. It really reminds us of the one in Kung Fu Hustle, haha! S.O. and I are tempted to ham it up and act like Stephen Chow/sidekick in the "tram" scene and take pics, but decide not to because we're too thin-skinned :X&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7617/630/400/HK06-030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It costs $10 HKD to get into the racecourse. Big crowd there. They have beer, hotdogs, McD's, dim sum, noodles, etc ... the atmosphere is really festive! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Urban legend #1 - after each race, you'll see a storm of confetti (torn-up betting slips) floating from the higher bleachers as the punters tear up/throw away their slips in disgust.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I actually saw this happen! :P But there wasn't much, lah. Maybe only 100+ pieces of it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7617/630/400/HK06-026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The S.O. and I try to decipher the betting odds. Got Qin, Tce, etc ... what do those mean? So you win $70.50 per $ you bet or per $10? We give up after a couple of races. I suppose I should be glad that he isn't much of a gambler. LOL. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The board even shows how much the horse won by! I wonder if they let you bet on this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7617/630/400/HK06-028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here's something you don't get to see on TV. After each race, a bunch of people will come out with sharp prongs to chase away kaypohs who are too near the race track.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ok, corny, I know. They're actually there to clean up after the horses (i.e. pick up horse shit)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We wouldn't want a flying turd to hit the spectators, or worse, land on your freshly grilled plate of hotdogs, would we?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7617/630/400/HK06-032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A cool pic the S.O. took of the horses just coming out of the gates. So colorful!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7617/630/400/HK06-040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Every night, at 8pm, there's a light show at the harbour from more than 20 buildings on both sides of HK harbour. Very pretty! :) Pity it was cloudy the night we went so we didn't see the full beauty of the lights.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7617/630/400/HK06-059.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yummy! Dessert from Hui Lau Shan. The QQ glutinous balls in my dessert were delicious, and the mango was very sweet and fresh! I wish I could have this everyday :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7617/630/400/HK06-071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This guy is fishing on the ... road?! Actually, he's fishing via a longkang on the roadside. I wonder what he expects to catch. LOL. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7617/630/400/HK06-076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We catch the fast ferry from Central Pier No.5 to Cheung Chau island ($21 HKD one-way). It's a small residential island with no motor traffic. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The first thing we see when we get off the ferry is ... McDonald's ... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7617/630/400/HK06-077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;... not to forget 7-11 and Circle K ... damn, commercialised siah ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7617/630/400/HK06-057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7617/630/400/HK06-082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Still, it's a really nice place, quiet, fresh air, idyllic. We don't mind getting aplace there when we retire. And it doesn't hurt that they have cheap internet there too! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, time for me to retire for the night too :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16366419-113717228251098883?l=elyxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/feeds/113717228251098883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16366419&amp;postID=113717228251098883' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/113717228251098883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/113717228251098883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/2006/01/rabid-adventures-in-hong-kong.html' title='Rabid adventures in Hong Kong'/><author><name>elyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786843741382605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10722067266963827616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16366419.post-113716779093420113</id><published>2006-01-13T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T23:56:30.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the contrary, my dear Watson</title><content type='html'>My boyfriend is weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, while shopping, I saw a few things I liked and pointed them out to him. He went something like "Hmmm, $25.00, that's like $100 Hong Kong dollars".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave him a funny look. Sure, when we're overseas we usually convert prices to our home currency, but we were in Singapore (duh!) and I couldn't see the logic of his reflecting prices in a foreign currency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His reply? "Well, I'm contrary!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you're weird, dear. But I love you anyway. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16366419-113716779093420113?l=elyxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/feeds/113716779093420113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16366419&amp;postID=113716779093420113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/113716779093420113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/113716779093420113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/2006/01/on-contrary-my-dear-watson.html' title='On the contrary, my dear Watson'/><author><name>elyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786843741382605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10722067266963827616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16366419.post-113699624154076577</id><published>2006-01-11T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T00:17:21.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything changes but you</title><content type='html'>I returned to Singapore to find out so many things at work had changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job scope had changed.&lt;br /&gt;My supervisor had changed.&lt;br /&gt;I had new colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at my surroundings, the people around me, my nearest and dearest, and they also seemed different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm disorientated. I feel as if I don't fit in anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's time for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironic, ain't it, that change is what has caused my present state of confusion. And that change is what I have chosen as a cure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16366419-113699624154076577?l=elyxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/feeds/113699624154076577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16366419&amp;postID=113699624154076577' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/113699624154076577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/113699624154076577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/2006/01/everything-changes-but-you.html' title='Everything changes but you'/><author><name>elyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786843741382605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10722067266963827616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16366419.post-113687833282440764</id><published>2006-01-10T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T00:15:14.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freezing my a** off in HK</title><content type='html'>I'm back from Hong Kong! The S.O. and I had a wonderful time in HK and we already miss the place. We missed it so much that we headed to Hong Kong Cafe (in SG) the day after we returned home for dinner and to reminisce about our trip. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather in HK was great. Most days, the temperature hovered around 15 degrees and we were perfectly comfortable with some layering, a scarf and a jacket. I love winter fashion! Sweater, knee-length jacket, scarf and boots - sooooo nice - but totally impractical for Singapore's weather :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shopping wasn't all that fantastic, because 90% of the clothes on sale were unsuitable for SG's climate. There was a huge variety of boots and bags, though. The number of designs available was mind-boggling. The S.O. had to keep reminding me that the material used (kind of like suede/velvet) wasn't waterproof and would be hard to keep clean in SG, so I (very unwillingly) restricted myself to just 2 pairs of boots and 2 bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a field day at Esprit Warehouse though. The place was huge (at least twice the size of the Esprit @ Raffles City) and prices were good: $22+ for men's shirts, $25+ for sweaters, $30+ for pants. They also had a few racks of "samples" for really low prices. I managed to get a shirt I was eyeing in SG (retail price - $79) for just $20! My colleague brought us to a Timberland sample sale in SG before, according to him the manufacturers usually make a few pieces of each design as "samples" before the items go for mass production. I guess I was pretty lucky to be able to get a piece in my size! In all, we spent around $175 in Esprit for 4 shirts, 1 jacket, 1 pair of pants &amp; 1 keychain. Not too shabby, I'd say :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that struck us when we were in HK was the large variety available for almost &lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt;. A typical teahouse (cha2 can1 ting1) in HK has an A3 size menu with hundreds of items available, and we're talking about "normal" teahouses the size of a typical 1-storey shophouse unit in SG. We were really spoilt for choice. The variety is huge even at fast food joints like McDonald's, Fairwood and &lt;a href="http://www.yoshinoya-hk.com/en/menu.php"&gt;Yoshinoya&lt;/a&gt;. At McD's, they have 3 kinds of foldovers (vs. our miserable 1 grilled chicken foldover), and at Yoshinoya, they have 12 items on their regular menu, not to mention breakfast sets, tea sets, and special items. It might seem silly that we ate at fast food joints while in HK, but the stuff there was too special to resist. For e.g., at Yoshinoya, the S.O. tried their tobiko &amp; salmon rice bowl and I had a mushroom, tofu and beef &lt;em&gt;sukiyaki&lt;/em&gt; set. Yes, sukiyaki! The beef was really fresh (you had to cook it yourself) and the set came with a small burner to keep the soup boiling throughout the meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The variety didn't stop at the food and clothing. Even their transport choices were pretty impressive. Travelling around, we could choose between their MTR, bus, tram (reminded me of Kung-Fu Hustle, haha) and cross-harbour ferry, mini-buses, taxis and railway. Tram and ferry rides were inexpensive and fun - only around $0.45 per trip! All their public transport was really crowded though - with a population of 6 million, I wasn't really surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the folks in HK demand variety, and the service providers are able to provide it because the population can sustain it - economies of scale and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and we found out about this cool MTR promotion known as the "&lt;a href="http://www.mtr.com.hk/eng/whatsnew/faresaver/faresaver_e.htm"&gt;fare saver&lt;/a&gt;" scheme. If you're at a shopping centre that has a fare saver machine, just wave your Octopus card (it's like our Transitlink card) on the scanner and you'll save HK$2 (around $0.45) on your next MTR trip! So cool! It's like the shopping centre is giving you a rebate for frequenting their complex. It would be nice if we had that in SG :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of my trip for now, haha, I'll post some pics when I get the chance. My friend Chong told me about flickr and I'll probably try to use it to post my KL and HK pics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16366419-113687833282440764?l=elyxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/feeds/113687833282440764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16366419&amp;postID=113687833282440764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/113687833282440764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/113687833282440764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/2006/01/freezing-my-off-in-hk.html' title='Freezing my a** off in HK'/><author><name>elyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786843741382605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10722067266963827616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16366419.post-113623323391307192</id><published>2006-01-03T04:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T04:20:33.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oooh my aching head</title><content type='html'>Ok so it's 4am and I'm still awake coz I've been busy planning the itinerary for my upcoming vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always tended to 'over-plan' and seems like this trip is no exception. There are soooo many things to see, eat and shop during my short 5-day stay there, and it's tough working out a "relaxed" schedule that covers most of the stuff that we want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can imagine the look of horror on the Significant Other's face when he sees how much shopping time I've factored in. Haha! That's what you get when you allow me to do the planning, dearie. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, we'll be away from Wednesday to Sunday, and I'll see you guys when I get back! Don't miss me too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yes, I know no one's going to miss me, but I just had to say it anyway. Hamsters are such suckers for punishment. So bite me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16366419-113623323391307192?l=elyxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/feeds/113623323391307192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16366419&amp;postID=113623323391307192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/113623323391307192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16366419/posts/default/113623323391307192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elyxia.blogspot.com/2006/01/oooh-my-aching-head.html' title='Oooh my aching head'/><author><name>elyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786843741382605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10722067266963827616'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>